When he heard his eyebrows say that he wanted to buy two strings, Yuan Ziqing's expression moved slightly.

Sure enough, after going out, Meibian turned around and handed him the skewers, "This thing has a good meaning, if the prince doesn't dislike it, take it." ”

"Naturally not." Yuan Ziqing took it carefully, untied the purse around his waist, solemnly put the skewers into it, and then rearranged it. Looking at the side of his eyebrows, the roots of his ears quietly turned red. That purse is the one I embroidered last time for Yuan Ziqing.

It turned out that he had been carrying it all along.

His heart can be cherished by him, and he only feels sweet and sour at the side of his eyebrows for a moment.

After crossing this street, you will be surrounded by stalls selling clothes and jewelry. In this small stall in the West Market, there are naturally no good things, but it is already a rare luxury for ordinary people to be able to buy things here. So it's still bustling and lively.

At a glance from the side of his eyebrows, he knew that Yuan Ziqing would never like to go, so he asked Qingyun, "What is the place further along?" ”

"It's for selling new and clever things. Clay figurines, paper-cutting, bamboo-woven animals, wood carvings and so on. "Qingyun Road.

He smiled and said, "The prince should like it, why don't you go there and have a look?" ”

Yuan Ziqing glanced at her when he heard this, and clearly heard the ridicule in her words, but he didn't care much, just said, "Since I came out with you today, I naturally put you first." Those who sell clothes and jewelry here should also go and see it. Even if you don't buy it, it's better to see the excitement. Folk things may not be very good, but they are better than many tricks and ingenuity, and they can go back and learn to do it themselves. ”

I can't help but be moved by my eyebrows. Women inevitably like these beautiful things, and when she comes out this time, of course, she is also willing to increase her knowledge and see things she has not seen. Just considering Yuan Ziqing's body, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Yuan Ziqing was thoughtful, and when she saw her hesitation, she knew what was going on after a little thought, because she said, "If you are afraid of a lot of people, let's just look at it in the store." ”

"It's fine." Only then did he show his face.

As Yuan Ziqing said, the materials and workmanship of the things sold here are very reluctant, not to mention the eyebrows, even if Xingyun wears them on weekdays, it is better than this. What is rare is that it looks new and clever, and the match is bold, and there are many that have never been seen on the side of the eyebrows, so I don't feel bored, and I have seen it all the way.

After walking forward for a while, I saw a table in front of a shop with a few plain clothes hanging behind it, so I couldn't help but be a little curious, so I walked over. Standing at the table was a little girl with a round face, and when she saw her eyebrows, she smiled and asked, "Does the girl want to buy clothes?" ”

"How do you sell these clothes?" Meibian asked curiously.

The little girl said, "If the girl wants to buy it, she will go to the back and choose the color she likes, and then our owner will paint on the clothes, and whatever pattern the girl wants, she can draw it." And the paint is used that will not fade, so the girl does not have to worry about washing it down. ”

Only then did he notice that there was a scholar in Tsing Yi sitting behind the desk, very restrained, always hanging his head motionless, even if the little girl talked about him, there was no reaction.

The little girl also seemed to feel very embarrassed, and hurriedly added, "Girl, please rest assured, although our owner is young, his calligraphy and painting are famous in Beijing, and he will never disappoint the girl." ”

It's not that I don't believe her words, it's just that I'm a woman, but this scholar is a strange man, and it's inappropriate to buy the clothes he painted to wear. Besides, Yuan Ziqing is still beside him. Therefore, although I was very curious about the scholar's painting skills, I did not let go.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Ziqing was already behind him and said, "Take the trouble to pick a white robe." ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, "Childe, please wait a minute!" ”

Mei Pan turned his head to look at Yuan Ziqing, and saw that he was also looking at himself, thinking that he had seen through his own thoughts, so he took the initiative to come forward and buy men's clothes. Her heart was sweet, and she bowed her head and was silent.

After a while, the little girl came over with a white robe and carefully spread it out on the table. Only then did the scholar in Tsing Yi stand up and carefully open the box he brought, which contained all kinds of paints, which looked colorful at a glance.

Then the scholar looked up in their direction, "I wonder what kind of tricks the distinguished guest wants?" ”

"I want a clump of green bamboo." Meibian and Yuan Ziqing said in unison, and after finishing speaking, the two glanced at each other, each of them was a little surprised and a little happy.

The scholar nodded, and then splashed ink, moving so fast as if he didn't need to think at all, and stopped his pen in a blink of an eye, and a lifelike, verdant and upright green bamboo had been drawn on the white robe.

The eyebrows couldn't help but praise the word "good", and even Yuan Ziqing nodded slightly. After waiting for a while, the ink dried before Qingyun stepped forward and carefully put away the robe.

After paying the money and about to leave, Yuan Ziqing's footsteps suddenly paused, turned his head and asked, "Brother Tai, if I buy clothes from you and want to paint by myself, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

The scholar was a little surprised, but still nodded, "Naturally." ”

Yuan Ziqing said to the side of his eyebrows, "Wait a minute." Then he walked over and picked out a plain white women's skirt, and then without thinking, he splashed ink, and in a moment he sketched a white plum on the skirt. The flower branches are folded a few times, occupying the entire skirt, and the color of the flower is slightly darker than the background color of the clothes, so that it is not completely invisible, but it is not too conspicuous.

Looking at this plum blossom on the side of the eyebrows, I somehow thought of a poem: the shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.

There is not a word written about Mei, and Mei sees herself. Just like the plum branches on this skirt, it is quiet and elegant, but it is impossible to ignore.

"Good painting!" The scholar sighed in a low voice, and then looked at Yuan Ziqing's gaze a little complicated. I remembered that the little girl said that his calligraphy and painting were famous in Beijing, and I thought that he should be extremely self-sufficient, even if he sold things, he also held the literati's shelf. I think I was hit by Yuan Ziqing.

She couldn't help but feel very funny.

and Yuan Ziqing, he shouldn't be such a showy person, he would do such a thing.

Could it be because he praised a good word, so he had to get the field back? And this skirt, should it be given to yourself? That's why I picked white and painted inconspicuous plum blossoms. Just because of his filial piety, he can't have a conspicuous color.

Although I knew that I might be thinking too much, I couldn't help but be secretly happy on my eyebrows, my heart seemed to be soaked in honey, and every inch of my skin was filled with sweetness.

Her son......